Tag: Life

The Land of the Free 


As if we have invaded your land,you resent us being here.

As if it weren’t originally planned,

you resist our being here.

As if the tears and the sacrifices weren’t already difficult enough, 

you reject us being here. 

As if all of us had a choice, some of us brought here for a “better life;” others forced out of our countries only to continue to live in a fight. 

You hate us being here.

You hate seeing us “invade.”

You hate seeing us progress.

Though it was you that invaded

the land,

though it was you that brought us

in chained hands; making it seem like the life of a slave was the best we could have.

And now that our fight has let us out of your homes, you begrudge us for being in the land that belongs to us all.

You stand with guns and wait,

to pin us against the wall.

Belittling us for having dreams, frowning on us for the desire to progress and be free.

Thinking that this will stop us from succeeding in the land that’s always been ours.

Hear my words and listen closely…

you once put us in camps, lives were lost yet we still made it back.

You once put us in chains, only to violate and mistreat us, lives were lost yet we now walk with freedom and got our rights back.

You once worked us in farms treating us like garbage, lives were lost yet a big march came along and resistance got us fair pay and our rights back. 

We know you are scared, for it shows through your eyes.

There’s so many of us and so little of you, and you’re afraid we will take back what our founding fathers once ruled.

You’re guarding the ladder so we stay at the bottom, but since it doesn’t seem to be working you define us as rapists and criminals like we’re the problem. 

You hope that with manipulation and fear the rest will turn against us and your land will be solemn. 

I think you forgot that these are our people, united we stand and united we will defeat you.

So go ahead and envy us because of our gender or the color of our skin, that no longer means anything. 

Make fun of my accent because “I no good mi english”, call me a criminal because I MUST be a drug dealer; yet Mi gente is rising, populating, and graduating from College. 

Go ahead and warn to send us back, you will never succeed.

Go ahead and build your wall, and you’ll soon regret you did. 

We are the ones who build “The Land of the Free.”

-Kbeautifulmind


This town looks the same, December’s still considered the best of times. 

Nothing has changed, they still light up the tree on Myrtle Ave. with many lights and the carolers still sing on Friday nights. 

The streets in town are filled with decore, just like they’ve always been filled before.  

Your favorite house still lights up so bright, and Santa still drives around town sharing his Christmas spirit with all the children at night. 

This town looks the same, December’s still considered the best of times. 

Yet, to me this holiday is just another cold winter night.

Christmas films are no longer enchanting and even though it’s that time of the year…

I don’t feel the cheer even with music, tamales, and family near.

Where did the magic go? 

I desire to know…

Because, I don’t feel the spirit anymore…

This town looks the same, December’s still considered the best of times.

It’s just not the same without you here.

-Kbeautifulmind 

I try to learn everyday… 
Como te ves a ti mismo, una vez vi a mi mismo; como me vez ahora, te verán. 

-Proverbio Mexican 
Usa tu voz, no te quedes callado/a, 

escucha para aprender,

enseña para compartir tu conocimiento. 

-Kbeautifulmind 

December 10th, 2016 

Today’s advice: It’s okay to allow yourself to be angry, hurt, frustrated.

But never, I repeat never, hold a grudge or a chip for too long.

Why?

Well simply because bitterness keeps you from advancing, and keeping yourself in good spirit.

You don’t want to live that way.

Allow yourself to forgive, move forward, and find true happiness.

-Kbeautifulmind

“I’m so proud of you”

“Congratulations on all your great efforts and accomplishments… I’m so proud of you. I’ve always believed in you girls…”

“I am a changed man,” he said…
“I’d like to apologize for anything I might have said…
I’d like to apologize “if” at any time, I hurt you, girls…”

Oh shit, I am really reading this…
even after all these years you dare to say “If”?

“I am a changed man,” he said…

Oh, you changed? Is that suppose to mean something to me, is that what you’re saying?

Let me back track to my childhood for a bit…
Forget it, I’ve let that rest.

Let me back track to age fifteen… When I believed that “maybe” you deserved a chance…
Forget it, I’ve let that rest.

Let me back track to my freshmen year in college… “You’re dumb, you’ll never amount to anything… the day you die… I’m going to thank god for it.”
Forget it, I’ve forgiven you and also let that rest.

Let me back track to a couple years ago…

You said my mom deserved the sickness she was given, yet she was the one who raised us while she was living…
How does such a warrior deserve such sickness?
Even though I’ve accepted that was her journey, I still have moments when I can’t seem to understand or believe it.
Why is it that the one that did what was right, deserved to go, and the bastard that showed us nothing but hate and violence, deserved more?

And who made you the superior to speak such words?

With time I learned that your words were nothing but words, coming from an ill man who’s own childhood had brought him to this mindset of urge.
The urge to hurt those around him and destroy…
I feel sorry for you, I do. Yet, this is still not a good enough excuse.

So many times I wish you would have been there, and when I grew up I realize how blessed I was to not be so privileged.

Yet, here you are “proud and all” what an “honor”…
Do you really think somehow you deserve to be loved by your daughters?

Do you think you have the right to be proud of MY accomplishments?

“You guys are my only ones always forever?”

Only ones? 26 years later?

I think you must have forgotten, mom was the only one there, you were a no-show…
She worked to die, we never saw her…
But she had to be tough because you weren’t man enough.

Why don’t you do us both a favor and pretend we are dead too.

“I just want to tell you that no matter what happens, you guys will never be dead to me or will stop being my beautiful daughters. Because the day you two were born marks the day that you will forever be my daughters and I will wait forever with open arms…”

Ooohhh, now your arms are open?
I guess you didn’t know that your little girl would grow up to be so strong, so capable, so accomplished, or so admirable…

They say be careful with the things you say, because once you say them you can’t take them back.

Let me back track…
“You’re dumb, you’ll never amount to anything…”
Forget it, I’ve let it rest.

You say you’re proud?
Well, sit back, because I am just getting started.

-Kbeautifulmind